Can’t Win Me Back

Amber's eyes reddened as she darted toward the trapdoor in The Millennium, tears streaming down her face.

Remy had let her go.

He actually spared her! Didn't this prove that he was Damien? That his true nature lingered, even if his memories of the past had been lost? Hope and excitement bubbled within her as she ran.

She had to reach Alyssa immediately and share this evidence—this incredible news! Emerging from the trapdoor, Amber navigated the tangled paths among the weeds on the mountain behind The Millennium.

Suddenly, she froze.

Her breath hitched.

Beams of white light shone from all directions, focusing on her.

The cold, unyielding spotlights told her everything—she was surrounded, the target of an ambush.

Amber's heart pounded in her chest.

Cold sweat slicked her palms as her fingers clenched tightly around her dagger.

The veins on the back of her hand throbbed with adrenaline.

Six assassins in black emerged from the shadows, their flashlights cutting through the gloom like the eyes of hungry hyenas.

lights focusing on her, there was no

path to

eyes burned with determination

dagger slashed through the neck of the nearest assassin, a swift

with desperate precision, aiming

ferocity startled the man, who had clearly underestimated

ground, and blood gushed from

seized the opening, surging ahead

this might very well be her only

was

but an ominous sense of doom

make it back

realized no one was immediately behind her, Amber

beneath a tree with her dagger and

tree trunk, she then moved to the

answered after a couple of

voice was gentle though tinged with

about to

bullet tore into her left arm, knocking her

down the slope, out of

the line,